Chapter 113
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Updated : Oct 3rd, 2025
This time, Ji Nian encountered no obstacles and proceeded smoothly.
"We're here," Jessica led them to the room where Lu Jinghuai was staying.
The door was heavily guarded, with armed personnel standing in rows. Upon seeing someone approach, they all raised their guns, but when they recognized Jessica, they lowered them.
"Let us in; they are from the Ji Family."
Before she could even say it, Louis (the previous blonde) had already spotted Zuo Yi. When he saw Ji Nian beside him, his azure eyes widened slightly, and he gestured for the surrounding guards to lower their weapons.
"Sorry, I need to inspect you."
Louis was an old acquaintance; they had even communicated remotely before.
However, when Ji Nian appeared, he had immediately left with his men, so she hadn't realized he was the one who had taken away the 'sister' then.
Ji Nian nodded, "Alright."
When Louis inspected the small bag she was carrying, she explained, "This can help Young Master."@@@@
Louis's movements immediately softened.
Jessica turned and looked at her in surprise, asking, "Can it really cure Young Master?"
She had initially thought the Ji Family had come to discuss a project and, out of courtesy, to visit Young Master.
Unexpectedly... they had come specifically for Young Master.
At this thought, Jessica felt a warmth in her eyes.
She had assumed that, considering the Ji Family's style, if something went wrong, they would withdraw immediately. This was understandable, as if the situation were reversed—if something happened to the Ji Family, the Lu Family would also cut ties if they couldn't help.
But she hadn't expected that, in such a dire situation, the Ji Family would make such a long journey to save someone, and led by Ji Tingzhou's precious daughter no less.
Though the hope was slim, no matter what, the Lu Family would remember this kindness.
"It can't cure him, but it can relieve the symptoms..."
Jessica thought this was still good enough.
Maybe it could hold out until the head of the family returns.
When Louis heard it could only relieve the symptoms, he felt a sense of disappointment.
Unexpectedly, Ji Nian continued, "The antidote will be ready in about two days. I can't guarantee a hundred percent cure, but there's a ninety percent chance."
For a moment, both Jessica and Louis wondered if their Chinese had failed them.
What did they just hear?
A ninety percent success rate antidote!?
"Re... really!?"
While the two were arguing, Ji Nian had approached their workbench and quickly scanned all the records from this period.
She was certain there was no time left.
Everyone gathered here likely had already given up, waiting for the Young Imperial Grandson to breathe his last.
This angered Ji Nian.
Though her expertise lay in poisons, detoxification was also important to her. If her employer was still alive, as long as there was no irreversible damage—she would hold her ground and not give up before her employer did.
Rather than giving up on their employer first, causing irreversible harm to them.
Once Ji Nian entered her professional mode, she transformed into a different person, shedding any semblance of naivety.
Speaking sharply to those who impeded her, she bore a striking resemblance to Ji Tingzhou.
"Idiot, I know you’re blunt-spoken, but try not to use your mouth to excrete."
Being scolded by a child, the apothecary was completely caught off guard.
And Ji Nian didn't need him to respond. She decisively told Jessica, "I’ll take responsibility if anything happens."
"If it drags on any longer, he really will be beyond saving."
Meeting Ji Nian’s calm, dark green eyes, Jessica thought of the ninety percent success rate antidote she had heard about outside.
It was already the worst-case scenario. Doing nothing would only lead to eternal regret and shame, making her unable to face the head of the family ever again.
"Doctor! Take Ji Nian inside!"
"Jessica! Have you gone mad!?"
The apothecary shouted.
Jessica’s face turned cold, "Shut up. You are employed by us, but you have no say here."
The apothecary choked but still wasn’t willing to give up, "I am employed here, but I must take responsibility for Young Master!"
Ignoring the clamor, Ji Nian followed the doctor into the ward.
On the spacious bed lay a small figure.
He was wrapped tightly in bandages from head to toe, only his nostrils exposed. Blood mixed with yellowish pus seeped continuously through the white bandages, making him look horrifying.
Ji Nian knew that due to the toxins clashing and repelling each other, the child’s entire body was slowly decaying, bleeding. Likely, even his hair had all fallen out.
She handed the item she had brought to the doctor.
She said, "Administer it in two injections from the hip to the outer middle section of the knee."
The doctor took the faintly gray serum, glanced at the petite girl standing before him who barely reached his thigh, and with a complicated expression, lowered his head.
"Alright."
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